We had a great weekend. And even though I have questioned the groundhog and his capabilities, it was warm and sunny and felt the way spring in North Carolina should feel. Unfortunately it will be cold and rainy again this week. But I will press on because lasting warmer weather has got to be right around the corner. It just has to be. It’s too soon for another pedicure.
This weekend was Peter’s first baseball game of the season. This year he is playing modified tee-ball which means he gets three pitches from the pitcher and if he can’t hit one of those, he gets to hit from the tee.
Peter got hits from the coach-pitched balls both times he was up to bat! I was thrilled. I was jumping up and down like one of those obnoxious people you see at ball games that just can’t get enough of their own kid.
That was me this weekend. But I just couldn’t help myself. I guess I was expecting him to strike out and have to head dejectedly to the dugout dragging his bat behind him. I’m sure it will happen at some point in the season but not this game. Not this time.
And he did a great job in the field too. He was playing second base and he actually caught a ball that was thrown to him from his buddy Thomas to get an out. He caught the ball! Once again, I was jumping up and down and cheering wildly like a baseball loving fool. I just couldn’t help myself.
The boys won 13-8 and the coach awarded Peter the game ball. When the coach told the kids he was going to give a game ball after each game for a player that has done a great job, he asked the team who they thought should get that ball. Three or four little voices shouted out “Peter!” That made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
And not to be outdone by her brother, Sarah had an eventful weekend as well. She learned to ride her bike without training wheels!
Her Daddy took them off on Saturday afternoon and they practiced in the grass. He’s a good teacher and she was a quick study. In just a few minutes she was zooming around the yard in no time.
This afternoon they practiced some more and Sarah can now actually get herself started. She has also graduated from the grass to the pavement. She is still a little unsteady at times but she can definitely ride her bike without training wheels now!
And once again, I did a lot of jumping up and down and shouting and cheering.
Because really, isn’t that what mothers are for?
Proudly riding her bike.